At the same time, Bao'er shouted in a milky voice: "Mother, I will take Xiao Han to play when the time comes!" ”

"Good boy, Bao'er! Let's call Brother Xiao Han then! "After touching Bao'er's head, it's really a good child of my mother, we are kind-hearted, we don't make money from poor families, and we have to take them to play together.

Xiao Han is a child from a suburban slum, and he is also a child I have sponsored. In the early years, his parents died, once Bao'er accidentally lost, was rescued by him, when we arrived, he protected Bao'er, and then we would take him out to play from time to time, and also regarded Bao'er as a companion.

Just when the three of us had a good conversation, our minds had flown to the top of the West Mountain.

Suddenly, a maid knocked on the door, and it turned out to be Miss Li coming.

I really owe it, pick this kind of time.

Miss Li's life is Li Qian'er, an orphan on the border, her parents were killed in the war, displaced, due to the impact of the war, she has no food all year round, and on the day she first entered the house, she was so hungry that her face was yellow and thin, and her hair was dry and yellow.

However, she was lucky enough to climb Qi Zheng, which can be regarded as a step to the sky.

"Mother, the bad guys are coming!"

Bao'er said fiercely, pointing to the door.

I smiled, touched Bo'er's head, and ordered the gospel to open the door.

"If my sister has something to say, you might as well say it directly, it's all a family."

I played with the golden abacus in my right hand, the abacus beads rattled, and I didn't raise my head, holding Bao'er in my left hand, and said lightly.

Li Qian'er glanced at Bao'er and reached out to hug her, "Bao'er, it's so cute." Unexpectedly, he was beaten by a small hand and ruthlessly refused.

She is also good-tempered, her eyes fell on the golden abacus, and her eyes flashed with a strange light, "Sister, my husband asked me to come to you to discuss the matter, you also know that in the later days, I have a big belly, and it is inconvenient to get married after a long time, and I hope that my sister will be successful!" ”

Hearing this, I raised my eyes and looked at her stomach.

I met Li Qian'er's gaze and looked at her stupidly, could it be that marrying a concubine would not be able to do a big job?

Come and ask me what I mean, do I still want to give you two newcomers a big red envelope?

I was speechless, frowned, and was embarrassed: "Miss Qian'er, let me tell you the truth, since I entered the Qi Mansion, no matter how big or small, my mother has always been in charge of the family affairs, it is useless for you to look for me, I am soft-spoken." ”

I didn't mean to count her perfunctory, Qi Mansion to marry a wife and recruit talents, down to the matter of repairing flowers and cutting grass, all have to go through the old lady, my wife, is not a star and no power, you look for me to be the master, I am the green onion?

If it weren't for the fact that my family was strong, just because I had a daughter and not a son, the old lady would have swept me out of the house to ask for food.

When Li Qian'er heard this, she got up suddenly, her eyes were full of sorrow, and she said a little indifferently: "My sister won't disturb my sister's rest." ”

Looking at her bitter melon face, I was really afraid that she would cry out to me.

However, seeing that she turned around neatly, put her hand on the maid, and walked out of my boudoir unhurriedly, and took away a few pieces of Bao'er's favorite mung bean cake by the way.

I was relieved, and I didn't take this matter to heart until the evening, Qi Zheng angrily came to my Furong Courtyard to ask about the guilt, saying that after Li Qian'er returned from me, she kept crying, crying until her stomach hurt, she almost had a miscarriage, and lost two lives in a row.

After his observation, he decided that I was jealous of Li Qian'er and tried every means to harm their children.

The old lady doesn't have the time to play with you.

I've always made money, and I don't care about the world.

Pour it out, and sit at home, and the pot will come from heaven.

In a day, I either play with Bao'er, or read the account books, and study and plan projects in the western tourist area, but I don't have that time to spare.

"Qi Zheng, that's how you miss me?"